LITTLE DARLINGS

Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

A flash fiction challenge of 100 words or less.

A photo prompt. This week "Bay-Windows"

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS!

© Rochelle Wishoff-Fields

LITTLE DARLINGS

"You have to do something about those windows."

"Why, what happened?"

"The kids are drawn to them, they love watching the activity!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"People do look up you know. What if someone notices?"

"Good point. I'll get that window covering that allows the kids to look out but blocks the interior view."

"Wonderful. Thanks dear."

"What's on the restaurant's menu tonight?"

"Tonight the Soul Fusion Gourmet is offering Braised Doug, Fricasseed Joy, and Roasted Alistair."

"My favorites, such darlings, I'll miss them!"

"I know dear, but they kept trying to post Help Me signs in the window!"

100 words

Yolanda Renee © 2015

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FYI:

Fusion is a style of cooking that draws on elements from European and Asian cuisines; generally, the application of Asian preparation techniques to European or American ingredients; also known as East meets West.

In this case, it's East meets West meets cannibalism!

Following the advice of Stephen King, who recommends we kill our 'Darlings.' Sorry, bad pun, but I couldn't resist!

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The Blue Frog will take you to 

the other posts and 

give you a place to add your own.

Ready to take the challenge?

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This week WEP-Write…Edit…Publish announced the winners of the Spectacular Settings Challenge. 

A 1000 words or less flash fiction challenge with loads of extras!

Please stop by the WEP Headquarters and give your congratulations to the winners.

1^st place – Elephants Child

2^nd place – L. G. Keltner

3^rd place – Samantha Redstreake Geary

TUCKED AWAY

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS

Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

100 words or less.

© Claire Fuller

TUCKED AWAY

I danced through the snowflakes like the ballerina from my favorite ballet, Swan Lake. I've always loved winter especially how it tasted on my tongue, frosty, light, and clean. I looked around. Snow, brilliant white, and fresh surrounded me. The trees sparkled as though doused in diamond glitter. The lake while almost frozen solid showed bits of blue swirl as though just created with a painter's brush.

I couldn't remember where I was, how I'd gotten here, and then a voice pierced the atmosphere.

"Your daughter and all our cryogenic residents are safely tucked away until science catches up."

100 words

Yolanda Renee © 2015

Read the work of other participants HERE!

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Other Flash Fiction Posts:

A Future

Call of the Orca

Alaskan Dream

I'm Sorry

Melting Ice

Forgive Me

Haunted

The Illusion

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CALL OF THE ORCA

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS

Our host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields & her blog Addicted to Purple

The PHOTO PROMPT © C. E. Ayr

In a hundred words or less, what story does it tell?

CALL OF THE ORCA

Deidre floated among the white swells, her body undulating with the musical rhythm of the Orca's call.

The whales drew closer. She felt acceptance, understood their invitation to travel north. With a deftness she failed to question, she took her place in the pod. Only once did she look back.

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"Well?" Detective Reynolds said to the coroner.

"She died less than an hour ago. Our victim is Deidre Collins, she fought, but with those wounds death called her name."

Reynolds looked at the mural, and a city in the depths of decay. "Another victim of Yolanda Renée's pen."

99 words

Yolanda Renée

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"Killer whales feature strongly in the mythologies of indigenous cultures, with their reputation ranging from being the souls of humans to merciless killers." From Wikipedia

The WEP - Flash Fiction Challenge

Spectacular Settings entries

are available for your

enjoyment!

HERE!

Read my contribution HERE!

ALASKAN DREAM

MELTING ICE

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS

Based on the photo prompt:

Write a complete story in 100 words or less.

• Take your time.
• Proofread
• Edit
• Include photo and InLinkz code.
• Post and link your story URL.
• Reciprocate - read and comment. It's part of the fun.

And our host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields also says, make every word count.

PHOTO PROMPT – © Madison Woods

MELTING ICE

The Arctic ice melted, the ocean's level increased, and coastlines flooded. Grasshoppers and locusts devastated the food supply. When the land under Antarctica became visible, a new species of Saturniidae or giant moth emerged. The insect's population exploded. They swarmed and devoured the world's forests.

Humanity had barely made progress dealing with the aftermath of famine and homelessness before more devastation occurred.

Melting ice revealed caverns leading deep into the earth, but the explorers disappeared. Before a rescue team could be dispatched, monsters filled the sky and fire dropped from the heavens.

        The Dragons took back their planet.

98 words

Yolanda Renee © 2015

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Do you know a Spectacular Setting, one you've seen, read about, or dreamed? Share it with us at the WEP-Write...Edit...Publish Flash Fiction Challenge this August 19th.

Why not? You're not on a vacation from writing, are you?

THE ILLUSION

This is a FridayFictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge. Hosted by RochelleWisoff-Fields  and all based off a photo. This weeks prompt is provided by and copyright to Madison Woods.

Rochelle requires participants, in 100 words or less write about the picture provided. You can read this week’s stories by clicking on the BlueLinks and the blue frog on Rochelle's page.

Friday Fictioneers

THE ILLUSION

I ran. Deep in the woods, the darkness enveloped me like a thick soup. I felt invisible, cloaked, and safe. I doubted you knew I was gone. You'd killed me.

The going was slow, but speed wasn't important. I imagined myself with the hunting abilities of the cat, stealthy and silent.

At the creek, I cleaned off the blood, tore my dress, and created bandages. Then I covered myself with mud. I would disappear entirely.

Then the clouds parted. A ray of moonlight lit the path. I heard you laugh and knew the safety of the darkness was an illusion.

100 words

Yolanda Renee © 2015

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The day draws near - have you made the plunge?

FIRST DATE

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly 100 word flash fiction challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The following photo is this weeks PHOTO PROMPT, a cool picture for hot days, depending on your side of the globe. Rochelle asks where does it take you? Tell us in a hundred words or less.

FIRST DATE

Chocolate World's winter holiday display of lights, hot cocoa and fresh kettle corn, was a date that rivaled all previous first dates. I never felt the cold, not with my hand in yours, or your arms holding me close during the monorail ride.

Then, before the date ended and with a crowd around us, you got down on one knee and pulled out an engagement ring.

I shook my head, tried to stop the madness, but you persisted.

I whispered, "No! Not on our first date," and pleaded for understanding, right before your knife pierced my heart. 

97 words

Yolanda Renée © 2015

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I'm thrilled to be part of the WEP - a 1000 word flash fiction challenge held every other month. The first challenge is called Spectacular Settings - scheduled for August 19th. Join us.

BRAISED HEART

Introduced to the The Friday Fictioneers. By Alistair Phillips I found myself drawn into another flash fiction group.

This one is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields . All based off a photo contributed by Raina Ng. It is under copyright.

In 100 words or less write about the picture provided. You can read this week’s stories by clicking on the blue Link.

 

Friday Fictioneers

 

This could become a bad habit, but flash fiction challenges are just too much fun! No excuses, I wrote what I saw, and this picture spoke to me of Braised Heart.

 

BRAISED HEART

         Donna stood back and admired the gleaming counters and sparkling floor. The aroma of baking bread and braised heart had replaced the smell of blood and bleach.

                "Dinner is served," she announced and pulled Clive's two-timing heart from the oven.

         Dusty purred and rubbed against her ankles.

         "How could anyone think that two timing Hannibal's daughter wouldn't come with a price?"

         Dusty meowed his response.

         She laughed. "Of course, maybe if Clive had known?"

         Dusty jumped onto the counter, his dark eyes full of light held her gaze.

                 "You're right; daddy always said it was our little secret."

~98 words~

Yolanda Renee © 2015

Thank you Alistair, this was great fun. Your contribution inspired me.

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 The Friday Fictioneers

Today I am visiting Denise Covey's Blog
for a Murderous Interview.

Please stop by!